User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-3135907-20140730191442/@comment-3135907-20141216024830

OOC: "Yer genius ain't werth scum's tripes if yer gonna sit there all month! Griznag, execute this liddle rapscallion!" Redfang stands back with a smile of grim satisfaction as Griznag slits the throats of both ferret and rat with unconcealed glee. The pooling blood reminds him of sweeter days than this one as he calls out the orders, the regiment troops off into the distance, and the crows begin to feed on the bodies of the slain, already beginning to bloat in the midmorning heat.